It’s not hard to understand that I have the “easy” part in all of this. Yes, it sucks. Yes, I get sick and feel horrible for weeks at a time. But you know what? I get to DO something. I “get” to be the one who is active in all of this. I have people supporting me at work, at my doctors visits, in Facebook and at home. My poor husband doesn’t get that. He doesn’t look like his world is crumbling around him. To look at him you wouldn’t know that he is losing sleep, worrying, driving back and forth and back and forth, all while working full time managing his office and employees, and the stress of managing the house and kids. He just has to take the scenic route, watching the mother of his children to see what it’s going to be like today. Yup… observer and loved one is definitely the hardest job in all of this.

Breast cancer strikes:
• 1 in 7 women (in the West)
• apx. 200,000 US women per year.
Breast cancer is:
• comparatively rare for men and for women under 30 (between 1,000-2,000 or under 1%)

WHERE TO START with KILLERBOOB

These days I talk about lots of stuff. If you're new to cancer, I'm sorry. But for the posts from my cancer days, which might be of more immediate interest, start with April 2007 (Archives below) and read from there. We hope you too will soon be unburdened enough to talk about other things!

Pet Peeves: I really hate it when…

• Someone asks you a question but talks over your answer, or answers your email - without answering any of your questions • I have to turn the TV way down as soon as the commercial break is approaching, because the network blasts the volume